Pike (Sin City Saints Hockey 2)

“Are you sure?” I search her eyes for certainty, not wanting to rush things and mess up this second chance.

“Completely sure.”

She sits up then, and I back up to give her space as she pulls her own shirt up and over her head. My erection strains to be free as I take in Indie’s smooth, light-brown skin and her breasts, cupped by a lacy cream-colored bra. She tries to push down the skirt she’s wearing, but has trouble since she’s sitting on the bed. I stay her hands with mine and slowly pull it down her legs, my hands shaking slightly with excitement.

The reality of Indie is better than any fantasy I’ve ever had about her, and I’ve had a lot. When she reaches up to push my shorts down, I smile down at her.

“Not yet.”

“I only have two hours,” she says.

“Plenty of time. Lie down.”

When she does, I take one of her ankles and raise it to my waiting mouth, where I kiss my way around her ankle and move up toward her knee. Indie gasping as my warm breath grazes her inner thigh.

I gently set her leg down and worship the other leg just as thoroughly, before sliding her panties down and slowly kissing my way back up between her thighs, desperate to taste her pussy, but wanting to prolong our first time together.

“Your beard,” she says softly. “It feels so good against my thighs. I might lose my mind.”

She very well might, but it won’t be from my beard on her thighs. I kiss her stomach, her navel and every inch of skin around her pussy, loving every hitch of her breath as I make her wait.

When I finally run the tip of my tongue over the seam between her thighs, she moans and squirms. I rest my hands on her hips, holding her in place as I finally give her the slow, sensual tongue fucking I’ve fantasized about so many times.

“Ohmygod,” she pants, “If you don’t stop, I’m going to…oh God, you’re not stopping. Pike…”

She’s so worked up, it only takes about a minute of sucking on her clit with my fingers pumping inside of her for her to come undone. And when she does, it’s so hot my cock pulses in response, every moan and cry making me ache to be inside her. This moment is all about her, though, and I make sure she rides out every last second of bliss.

When her hips fall back to the bed, she laughs breathlessly.

“That was like an out-of-body experience. I can’t even…wow. And I’m taking your shorts off right now, by the way. No more making me wait.”

She grabs the waistband of my shorts, undoes the button, and pushes them down, boxer briefs and all. My erection pops up, jutting out in her direction, and she gasps.

“Holy shit.”

“Holy shit,” I repeat with a groan, and not the good kind. “I don’t…uh, I don’t know if I have condoms.”

I’d straight up pay a thousand dollars for one condom right now. Hell, I’d pay a lot more. I wasn’t sure this moment would ever come, and now it might be ruined.

“Please tell me you use them every time,” Indie murmurs.

“I do, but I haven’t had sex in months.”

“Really?”

I give her a look. “Of course, really. I haven’t slept with anyone since I met you.”

“Well then, red alert. We can run to the store real quick if we have to.”

“Hold on. I might have some in my closet.”

I hop off the bed and dash over to the closet, rummaging through a small storage bin next to a shoe shelf and practically crying with relief when I feel a roll of foil-wrapped packets.

“Yes!” I yell, running back to the bed and tearing one off of the strip with my teeth.

“Not so fast,” Indie says, giving me a coy look.

She scoots to the edge of the bed and motions with her index finger for me to come closer.

Fuck. I can’t handle her mouth on me. Not our first time. I won’t make it.

“Babe,” I say, standing in front of her, “you can’t…”

She ignores me, roughly grabbing ahold of my ass and running the tip of her tongue around the crown of my cock. She pauses and looks up at me with those big brown eyes.

“This is going to fill me up,” she says, teasing me with her tongue. “I think it’s going to feel amazing.”

I close my eyes, barely holding on to the single sliver of control I have left. Just as I think she’s about to stop, she takes the whole head of my cock in her wet, warm mouth, and I’m fucking done.

I bring my hands up and gently pull her off my aching cock, taking a step back and ripping open the condom.

“Lie down. Now,” I tell her. “And spread your legs.”